C95 What Was Left Behind

Suppressing his anger, Si Qingyan took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number that was not often used. After a while, the other party picked up at a leisurely pace.

"Help me find someone, Soong Fei." His tone was cold.

"Is this how you ask for help?" The other party questioned.

Si Qingyan rubbed his temples tiredly and hung up the phone, not giving the other party any response